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Oh lord, not this fuckin vagrant again...
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| GEEEF MEE SURM MURNEY, GEEF MEE SURM MURNEY...Oh look it's Darren. | |
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| It's Des actually. So what are you selling today? | |
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| Yeah do I look like a fucking name book today? Anyway, today I sell magic cat, why magic? Cos it tell the time for you, and makes you tea?! WOW! | |
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| You just stuck a teasmade to its forehead didn't you? | |
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| Hur hur, that's where you wrong fuckface, it was back of head, front of head would be crazy! How it see? Through radar? Hur hur. | |
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